We were peasants 
But we had no land 
We were peasants 
But we had no land

We were thin as rakes 
Always hungry on the little food they gave us 
Sleeping on straw on earth-floored sheds 
The straw was the rougher stuff the oxen & mules 
refused as fodder 
We were working on the fields 
Ploughing, sowing & reaping with our sickles 
In a good year employment might last eight months 
In a bad year perharps not even six and there was no 
unemployment pay

We were peasants 
But we had no land 
We were peasants 
But we had no land

We hated the bourgeoisie 
They owned the land & treated us like animals 
There was a hatred between us 



They didn't have to work to earn a living 
But we wanted them to treat us like human-beings 
With respect! 
With respect! 
And there was only one way to achive that

We were peasants 
And we took what was ours 
We were peasants 
And we took what was ours 
We took what was ours 
We took what was ours

The bourgeoisie was not needed and we proved it 
No church, no masters, no guardias 
Property collectivized 
We took over the estates 
No necessity for money to exist 
Every one would work 
Exchange with other collectives 
No need for the state

(We were peasants and we were people again)